Òyì nke e mepụtara

She leaned out over the water, stretching dangerously far over the edge of the little rowboat as she tried to reach him despite the distance. The waves slapped against the hull, spray hitting her in the face and making it hard for her to see, but she didn’t care. “Will!!” she screamed, praying her voice would cut through the chaos of cannonfire and clashing steel. He spun around at the sound, eyes scanning the water. When he finally finds her- small and frantic against the dark water -his expres